"I'm coming!" Yang Fan rushed out shouting before the ghost bear could move his feet, swooping down.

"I've been at the bottom for so long, and if this game fails again, I guess my chances of staying in the team can be directly declared zero."

"Fortunately, I just got out of the special training not long ago, so maybe I still have the strength to fight."

In the process of slow fall, his brain was in chaos, he was troubled by many thoughts, and his heart could not calm down.

At this time, there was a movement in the backpack behind him, and the BB machine, which had been sleeping for several days, woke up.

"Hey, rookie, what are you doing, why do I feel like I'm floating in mid-air, dizzy."

Yang Fan woke up from a trance, "I'm skydiving, bear with me." ”

"You give me a serious place, don't be in a daze, hang on the tree for a while......"

"Shut up, don't talk." He unceremoniously cut off the BB machine's words.

"I heard you're doing some kind of desert island survival competition, huh?"

"yes, what's the matter with you?"

"Do you need my help from Uncle Ben? Guaranteed to win the first one. ”

Yang Fan thought about it, although this brick is the first to escape, and he will only say cool things when he has nothing to do, but sometimes it can indeed be used to attract enemy firepower as bait, this proposal is quite feasible, he asked tentatively: "Are you serious?" ”

"Fake." The BB machine gave a straightforward answer, and did not forget to joke a few more words, "Surprised? Not surprised? ”

"Me!" His rage soared, and he almost dropped a brick from the sky on the spot.

"That's right, keep the current fighting spirit, vent this anger in the game, and don't let me tease you."

"Get out of the way."

"I'm sick again, so let's leave it at that."

Yang Fan shook his head, drove away those messy worries, after the whole brick, he finally returned to a normal state, just eating chicken, who is afraid of whom?

For this competition, I am bound to win!

Finally landing safely on the ground, he immediately found the hiding bunker, vigilant of the surrounding environment, from the display in the locator, it can be seen that this was once a local middle school.

Over the decades, this place has left a deep imprint, with peeling walls, dead vines, broken bricks and tiles, and overgrown weeds, obscuring the way forward. It's like a yellowed photograph rather than a real place.

Sure enough, it's a forgotten corner.

Yang Fan leaned over, next to the wall, holding the dagger in his backhand, and walked forward cautiously, his steps were very light, he didn't dare to make a sound, he knew that every moment, danger lurked nearby.

The campus looked huge, and he noticed a building that resembled a school building not far away, standing out in the clearing, where perhaps there would be weapons and equipment that had been placed in advance.

"It's supposed to be a 400-meter track and a football field." He saw the reddish-brown plastic runway under his feet and guessed in his heart.

In front, the crooked basketball hoop sticks to the last post, reminding every visitor that there were many students sweating and laughing here.

Further on, there was a standard swimming pool, but the water was muddy, the surface was covered with layers of emerald green moss, and the smell of all kinds of decay permeated him, making him sick to his stomach and just want to escape quickly.

"Hey, I thought it was!" A man walked out of the corner, looking at the visitor in amusement.

The opponent's unsuspecting appearance scared Yang Fan into standing on end with every hair, is it over so soon? It must be because of his carelessness just now, he accidentally made a noise, which led to exposing his position.

"Don't be nervous, I never take advantage of the weak, otherwise you would have quit the game early."

Hearing the other party's words, his anxious heart finally stabilized, and he slowly raised his head, and after seeing the appearance of that person clearly, his heart was not calm again, it was Ye Yongliang!

Among the recruits, there has always been a saying: Both Shengliang and He Shengling, this Ye Yongliang is recognized as the second, except for Zhou Ling, he is an absolutely invincible existence, and at this moment, that person is showing a confident smile.

"Why are you here?" Yang Fan held back such a sentence and secretly clenched the dagger in his hand.

"It's a shame that I'm right here."

"Are you going to start?" He asked knowingly, had nothing to say, and seized the time to adjust his state.

Ye Yongliang bowed slightly, "Actually, I don't want to cut you down, I'm afraid that if I spread it, people will laugh at me and say that I can't win." ”

"I think so too, so let's fight again at another date."

"Do you think you'll be able to escape?"

Yang Fan knew that there was no way to escape at this time, and he couldn't escape anymore, so he could only meet his eyes and quipped, "Really? For the sake of your reputation, I think I should fight to get your life card. ”

"Hahahaha, welcome at any time." After speaking, he put away his smile, and his eyes instantly revealed murderous aura.

The two men stepped on broken steps, slowly approaching, but maintaining a relatively safe distance, and the two sides confronted each other in this way, drowning their opponents with the high-pressure momentum emanating from their eyes and bodies.

"Bell!"

A crisp sound of sharp weapons colliding opened this hand-to-hand battle, and the dagger in his hand slashed through the air, flashing one after another.

In military training, the use of military daggers is a skill that must be mastered, whether it is close-range assassination or combat, it is the first choice, so they are extremely familiar with this weapon.

I saw the daggers of the two people flipping in their hands, changing various offensive methods, assassination and chopping, dazzling to see, they spared no effort to show the results of their training.

After a tentative face-to-face encounter, both sides stopped their movements at the same time.

"I didn't expect that you, the soldier at the tail of the crane, still have two hits." Ye Yongliang said calmly, although he didn't expect the other party to be able to resist so much, but this is not a problem.

A few rounds of competition gave Yang Fan enough confidence, and he said not to be outdone: "I didn't expect that you, who is known as the second recruit, will only be like this. ”

"You'll regret it, you know?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Yongliang's mouth, and his right foot kicked the ground, and the dagger in his hand slashed out, swift and fierce.

Yang Fan turned sideways, took a big step forward, flipped the dagger in his hand, and stabbed straight into the opponent's chest, which was a rare flaw.

In an instant, Ye Yongliang's arm was slightly forced, raised upward, the dagger flipped again, changed direction in the air, and stabbed at the other party diagonally, outlining a perfect arc.

He's just selling a flaw.

"Ahh

Yang Fan couldn't help but scream, and the dagger in his hand fell naturally, although it did not cause substantial damage, the pain was so real and strong, as if a long scar had been cut.

The exercise combat uniform on his body blocked the opponent's attack for himself, but he couldn't eliminate the pain, and he noticed that the 100 that was originally marked with a full state had suddenly become 70.

The foot suddenly slashed down from mid-air, slammed heavily on his shoulder, and pressed down hard, as if being poured with a thousand pounds of weight, bending his waist, and the whole person fell to the ground on one foot.

"Give me some sunshine and you'll be bright, won't you?" Behind it was Ye Yongliang's contemptuous voice, "You remember, you will always be just the soldier at the bottom." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he jerked his body, concentrated all his strength on his feet, and pressed down fiercely, causing the opponent to kneel down with both feet, and support him with both hands so as not to fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his foot and kicked the person on the ground, directly kicked the person to the ground, and rolled a few meters away, looking embarrassed.

"Grandma's, why are you so strong." After Yang Fan was beaten violently, he struggled to get up from the ground.

He noticed that his health dropped from 70 to 50, and his body became heavier, not because of his injuries, but because his so-called combat uniform was getting worse, which seriously affected his movements.

Ye Yongliang turned the dagger in his hand, his movements were unhurried, and his face was full of playful pleasure, as if he wanted to eat the prey in front of him little by little, so as to get a different pleasure.

"Yang Fan, do you know, I saw fear in your eyes."

"Do you want to know, what do I see in your eyes?"

"You might as well talk about it."

"Eye droppings, big one." Yang Fan pretended to be calm and said, trying to eliminate the fear in his heart.

Ye Yongliang was not angry, he just smiled disdainfully and approached step by step.

"It's not that you want to fight to take the life card from me, why did you start coercing?"

Yang Fan, who was unarmed, how could he not be cowardly, he was forced to retreat again and again, his whole body tensed, staring at each other intently, beads of sweat running down his cheeks, itchy, unpleasant.

"What else can be done! You have to think of a way to do it quickly, or it's over! "It's not about running away or surrendering that haunts his mind, he thinks it's not time to decide whether to win or lose.

"You have no way to escape, give up resistance." Ye Yongliang stood still, squinted his eyes, and pointed the dagger in his hand at his prey, announcing the end of the game.

Yang Fan's backward pace should not be cut off, a high wall stopped behind him, it is indeed as the other party said, he has now reached the end of the road, but he has not given up yet.

It is impossible to climb over the wall, it is too high; Facing head-on, it is not suitable, and the chance of victory is almost zero; Well, the only hope, his eyes fell on the door on the right-hand side.

"Goodbye, crane tail." After speaking, Ye Yongliang waved the dagger in his hand and launched the final attack.

"Open! Be sure to open it! Yang Fan prayed sincerely in his heart, turned around and took a stride, and at the same time pulled the handle of the door.

The door is open!

In the stunned looks of the two people, the door was pushed open!

What surprised Yang Fan even more was that in the middle of the indoor sports field behind the door, a pistol was quietly placed flat, reflecting a terrifying cold light, which was undoubtedly a hidden weapon in the game!

Without the slightest hesitation, he gritted his teeth and pounced.

Ye Yongliang, who caught up behind, also found the pistol immediately, his expression flashed with a trace of worry, and he immediately pounced on Yang Fan with the same action.